"Hey Jenibabe... It's Patty. Can I borrow your son for some other stuff? Roger's out of town and there's a problem with my plumbing. Really? Oh you ar... so great. And of course I am going to pay him hourly!! Yep! No, he's still out by the pool. Uh huh. Yeah, I'll have him call you before he leaves. I might make him dinner if he's lucky. Yeah, I'll give him a ride if it gets too dark. Sure. uh huh. Love you to sweets. BYE!" Obviously that was your mom. So..." she said seductively, stepping out. His prick, felt heavy and full inside my vagina. Each stroke as he languidly and slowly moved inside me, was making me want to scream, keen. My arms moved restlessly over his back, torso.I felt hot and out of my depth. He surrounded me. His breath coming in short circuit with every move he made. His manly scent and woodsy musky cologne surrounded me in a cocoon of heat and restlessness. I wanted him so bad. I always did.I met him in half strides as he pistoned inside me. His slick back felt. I suppose a morning star might do, but also heavy and tiring, and I could just envision whacking myself senseless in a crowd of zombies. But thinking about where I might locate a morning star got me thinking- the Historical Museum!I felt guiltier for not paying the seven dollar entrance fee than I did taking the display katana, after all, more people would see it in my possession than would if it sat in a glass case- mainly, me! I also took the sharpening rock and scabbard, and watched the. Julie felt an immediate stir between her legs and knew that she would have to shower again before she could go to see Sylvia because if she didn’t she would have her own cream on her thighs, as well as what ever her mom put there. Alice broke the silence by asking Julie how she looked. And, without a second thought, she blurted out that she looked good enough to eat. It did not even register until after she had said it that she was talking to her mother and that she had just given herself away.